The sudden appearance of danger made everyone tense up, the cold wind howling, snowflakes dancing, and a sense of deadly silence spreading out. The surrounding air seemed frozen. Everyone quickly scattered into a circular formation, squatting on the snow, aiming in a kneeling position, and observing the surroundings through their scopes. Suddenly, Lan Xue said in a deep voice, "Enemy spotted directly ahead, exact numbers unknown, advancing quickly."
"Mountain Eagle." Luo Zheng's eyes widened like a tiger's as he stared intently ahead and shouted coldly.
"Here!" Mountain Eagle quickly responded, his voice loud and carrying a sharp killing intent.
"Go to the mountaintop to check the situation and report back immediately," Luo Zheng ordered.
"Yes." Mountain Eagle responded, swiftly securing his gun and rushing towards the mountaintop, crouched low.
